Ensam hemma
August 18th, 2001My host family ran off to some wedding, so I'm home alone for the night. Longing for human company (and useless in the kitchen) I went to have dinner with the Warbergs (ie Courtney's host family).
That was nice. Tacos, for the third time out of four that I've eaten there. (”Don't change a winning team,” said Fredrik.) After dinner, we looked through photos, had a glass of wine and ate chocolate. Then, after searching all over the house and elsewhere for a power adapter (which was lying on the floor behind the computer) for the scanner, I scanned a bunch of my photos from Denmark. So, I'll get some of those in order and put them up over the next few days.
Walking home, shortly after midnight, was a bit of an experience. The path is familiar, but I believe it's the first time I've walked there alone, in complete darkness. All I could see in some parts were silhouettes of a few branches and lights from houses and boots hundreds of metres off.